I cannot decide if “lungs filled with sand” signifies having reached the bottom of your emotions or you’re on the periphery of them. Have reached the sea bed or are you upon the shore? Wonderfully written, thought provoking words.

Imagine an hourglass, you’re sitting at the bottom and it quickly fills with sand, so much so quickly that you can’t help but inhale it. That’s how my anxiety makes me feel sometimes, when I lose control of it.